But This Isn't About That; It's About I

It's September 1st, 2008. How time flies. This day is one of my resolution dates. That may not be the best name for them, but it's all that comes to mind. I have a bunch of points in the future where I've promised myself I'd take care of some outstanding responsibility or start a practice I've been meaning to start but putting off.

This September the focus is on health. I have to rustle up a doctor and get a checkup. It's been well over a decade since I've had one. I think men tend to put these things off. Uninsured men who used to smoke certainly do. However, now that I have insurance and a perfectly normal chest x-ray from the ER, the only hurtle is locating a worthwhile physician. I've heard nothing but bad things about my friends' doctors. So much so that I am led to wonder why they don't seek out new doctors.

I also plan to start some sort of exercise program. I am getting soft and doughy. I don't think I'd feel comfortable at a gym. They're not my sort of place. The old pushups and sit-ups will have to do for now. I've been meaning to take up running also, but I am not sure if my foot can take it.

I've been eating at restaurants far too much lately. I plan to get back to a healthier diet. I am literally dining out for at least 1 meal 4 or 5 times a week. It's all the work and such. A lot of healthier foods bother my stomach too.

I plan to start using the computer less. I want to keep it down to a minimum. I use them hours on end for work, which is not negotiable. There is a certain amount of time over that required to communicate and study too. But I am cutting out using them for more than what I have to. It hurts my eyes, gives me headaches, makes my neck and back sore, and sometimes my hands and wrists hurt. If ever there was a sign you need to cut back on the computer time, any one of those would be it.